(Un, dos, tres, quarto.)

[CHECHO] Introdución

Got so many options, watching with my optics

Yes, my name is Checho, switching up the topics

Always got the wallet, on my neck, circular object

Change of wardrobe and my number, I prefer no private calling

Yes I got the ladies, that don’t mean that I’m taken

Cause the ones that want me, act like ones that hating

And the ones that loving, are ones that must be waiting

I say sorry, I’m not committed to this world of complication

Money is a problem, Mom I will repay ya

Stressing about it lately, its better sooner than later

Patient but my conscience’s sinking, am I trying to go for major?

You’re a dummy if you’re thinking I’ll sell in one big payment

Dog, what you don’t know is basic, If I’m smaller than I’m faster

You’re still on the flirting; I just smash and passed her

Please don’t take it rough; she might show you what I taught her

I wouldn’t even bother, SwagDaddyLoLo just brought Purp

Up into the party with the Onlies after concert

Time’s materialistic so we watch'em let us prosper

Even if the mystics say we’ll fail, that’s not an option

Im power, an author, conglomerate, rockstar

A promise, that’s awesome

But obviously, someone I’m not yet

This is the relapse of my progress

Perhaps In my raps I say nonsense

Or fact that I don’t slack

Budget on a Cadillac

(Throw some D’s on that bitch)

Don’t you know? This is like a flame my brother

Don’t you know? This is the music of the hour

(What is this?)

(We are in heaven.)